Pendle Inn – witches, yetis, snow and pies
Wednesday, April 9th, 2008It used to snow more often in the north of England. One childhood memory of Cheadle Hulme in the 1970s, had us creating a roadblock from several snowballs as big as a medium sized Yeti monster, only to get caught by one of the parents. It took so much more effort to deconstruct the abominable frozen white barrier without the adrenalin filled laughter that drove and inspired us through the construction phase.
On Easter Sunday 2008, we looked out of the window at 7am – whiteout – awesome….let’s off to the hills for a walk! I have one life rule on walking – I’ll do anything as long as there is a pub at the end. And so we found ourselves at Barley, Lancashire, and the Pendle Inn.
Stumble It!